Yesterday we dipped our toes in the Atlantic Ocean, meaning we’ve officially gone coast to coast to coast.
For those who are keeping track, we spent six months picking our way across the country to the Pacific Ocean. It took us almost exactly one month to trek back to the East Coast, covering 4,676 miles in the process.
We technically came full circle last weekend, when we stopped to visit friends in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. Near there is where we picked up the big rig back in August, and the first spot we parked it was a place called Harrisburg East Campground.
Since we left South Dakota two weeks ago, we’ve spent nights in Iowa, Illinois, Indiana, Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Virginia and South Carolina.
The kids got a gazillion stamps from Washington D.C. in their National Parks Passports, plus one from Harpers Ferry National Historic Park. Our refrigerator magnet collection grew by a whopping eight: Worlds Largest Truck Stop, Antique Archaeology, John Brown’s Fort, the National Air and Space Museum’s Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center, Mt. Vernon, the National Mall, the National Portrait Gallery and South of the Border.
We rolled into our current location, Patrick Air Force Base near Cocoa Beach, Florida, on Thursday. Now we are relaxing, unwinding, and plotting our next steps.
This is our sunset view. Perfectly fitting for what just might be the grand finale of our life on the road.